The napery and the ritual, the sloping lawns, even the trees, might have been a transplant from an English County Mansion. The music of Vienna drifted... across the scene from some unknown source. The blue Aegean sparkled. It was a day to be alive.The crowd was dense. It bespoke wealth. To create the House, the terraces, the grounds meant very great wealth indeed. The livery of the staff was ducal. The waiters and their helpers could have come from Claridges or the Savoy. Perhaps they had. In the. (Sir_Lee) A 'pure' TG would deal almost only with the TG question. If the transformation is the end-all, solving the conflict, it's wish-fulfillment.(Nostrumo) For me TG is if the main hero(ine) switch gender during the story in a believable fashion.(Sir_Lee) Like in John Varley's books maybe, Nostrumo?(Nostrumo) Do not laugh, but I fear I had not anything of him. Oops, my mistake, I just checked my book shelf and I found a book of his, "Steelbeach".(*Anne-Mal) Try reading "Options" by John. Louise yelled too and he filled her completely.Then the second man shoved hard. Louise did gag this time and nearly spit him out. He grabbed her hair and held her head in place while he pumped his groin into her face.Eventually, both men drained themselves and slipped out of her. "Fucking ace Lou."She collapsed, now truly exhausted. Spunk dribbled out of her bottom, down her thighs and also from the corners of her mouth."So, that took us six minutes making a total of s*******n lashes," one man. * (A cool head against a warm heart, which will win out in the end?) Prologue ‘I insist that you stay,’ he told her firmly. ‘But it’s just as easy for me to go home for a couple of hours, and come back later for Peter and his friends!’ she protested with a polite smile. ‘Besides what would I do with myself around here for the next few hours?’ He guided her inside the house with a firm hand and she didn’t like to make a scene by struggling – besides, she seriously doubted that she would win.